Depression Poems
A Study in Scarlet
by Jonathan Goff
Act 1: Reckoning
Vinyl burns February skin.
A sticky valentine.
Handprint heat echoes
on cracked windows.
Your breath--
half prayer,
half epitaph.
Demons of the night
Dressed like angels,
......
Singularity
by Jonathan Goff
They flee from me.
They change course
to avoid my pull.
Even light itself
recoils
at the edge of me.
Still—
everything falls.
Eventually.
And I open wide.
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by aaa bccyy
Continue readingLife Is To Short To Score Little
by Christen Kuikoua
It Is not Death Most people are Afraid Of
But it is getting to the end of life only to realize
That you never truly lived
Most people On Their Dead Bed,
Don't regret the things they did
but the things they didn't do
The risks they never took
and Finally the dream they didn't pursue
So if I ask You today
will you last Words be ' If Only I had'
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gyhu
by aaa bccyum
Continue readingIn the depth of your mind
by Mario Odekerken
In the depth of your mind
shadows drift behind your eyes,
not loud enough to speak,
not quiet enough to rest.
I watch your silence
as if it might unfold,
but thoughts are locked
where even you won't go.
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Silence
by Md. Kausar Uddin Ahmed
There are days
When the mind is a crowded street,
The heart a locked room,
And yet,
The mouth stays shut.
Cause you don’t want to speak?
No, no, no,
Cause no alphabet you know
Can carry this heaviness without breaking.
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Echo Chamber
by Jonathan Goff
Echo Chamber
I.
I said it out loud.
The monitor blinked twice.
Then flatlined my name.
II.
A scalpel cuts deep–
Body splayed open like sky.
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Rectify
by Jonathan Goff
The goat man said, "It's the beauty, not the ugly, that hurts the most."
For the blind man sees and tells no tales
of burning bush and carnal reds.
Feel the freak rise up to pound the night,
then turn and, beaming with delight, behold
the stars like diamonds scattered in his wake.
Fire the freaks who lay their dirty paws
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A Study in Scarlet
by Jonathan Goff
Act 1: Reckoning
Vinyl burns February skin.
A sticky valentine.
Handprint heat echoes
on cracked windows.
Your breath--
half prayer,
half epitaph.
Demons of the night
Dressed like angels,
......
